Slayer

             I was born in Aubervilliers, France, the daughter of Bernard, a salesman and Olga, a restaurant manager. 
I was happy at school. I was just going through the usual routine of school.
            There I was just after I had graduated from Paris' L'Ecole des Enfants du Spectacle
 gym, that’s in France by the way. So there I was practicing my tumbling when this lawyer turns up and says he’s been looking for me and I should go with him to Los Angeles, California in America. He then goes on to tell me how I should have been taught and prepared. And how he has been searching everywhere for me, to bring me my birthright. Saying that I had been Chosen, how everything depended on me. 
            So I go to Los Angeles and meet him at his offices, it is a huge building of glass and steel. I must come now to the graveyard while there was still time. Time to stop the killing, to stop the Vampires. He goes on to tell me about all the dreams I’ve been having lately, and how he is a part of my birthright.
            So now I work with the lawyers. It pays not bad, but the fringe benefits easily make up for it. There's no way I could afford this lifestyle otherwise.
            I can’t believe it; I can’t believe I’m in a graveyard with a strange man hunting Vampires on a school night. We stand at a fresh grave waiting for him to wake up. It freaked me out; I stood there dumbfounded as it tackled me. After a violent struggle I staked it through the heart and it turned to dust.
            A few days later he turns up again. So I tell it to him straight. I appreciate that there are real vampires and that you’re on this huge sacred mission, but obviously somebody made a huge mistake, because I’m not the One. And I don’t think I’m up to it. And neither do you. At this point he pulls out a small one-handed crossbow and fires it at me. The world slows and I can see the bolt traveling toward me, so I pluck it out of the air, much to his enjoyment.
            My parents make me come to Los Angeles, California; my Dad has this important new job that means we all have to leave the country and go to America.
            My Dad the big loser, goes out one night and never returns. My Mother figures he’s run off with his secretary or something, leaving my Mother and me alone with each other.